Rachel's College Boyfriend?
By WorkingGirl22
Summary
What if Rachel never got back together with Finn before Senior year and she met a guy name Brody Weston over the summer and they instantly hit off making it offical after she lost Nationals. She finds out that he goes to college at NYADA majoring in Musical theater How will their relationship work when her ex boyfriend Finn Hudson tries to win her back? And what happens when the Glee club members find out that she has a new boyfriend? Will they believe her or not?
Find out what happens.
I will be adding a few characters in this story aswell so Rachel will be making new friends but could make friends with the Glee club members.
Okay I know your all wondering if Ava Channing is pulling a game on Rachel but the answer is no at all. She is the one of the Characters that I'm adding and she will become one of Rachel's new friends.
I'm going to make Gabrielle Avery also become Rachel's friend but there will be a twist to them being friends.
There is a twist regarding Rachel and Santana in this chapter.
Alright enjoy this chapter.
Santana stood in front of the new Senior Class president, with her tan arms resting acrossed her fake boobed chest looking anywhere but the person she needs to talk to, she wasn't sure how she's supposed to do this. She hated Mr. Figgins for giving her a warning about the new rules around here and he did her to apologize to Rachel for threatening her this morning but she'll say that another time. She need to seriously talk to her.
"Is this going to take long because I want to get back to my friends and eat before lunch is over." Rachel spoke eyeing her. Santana cleared her throat.
"Actually you might aswell grabbed your stuff because were going to be talking for awhile, I had coach excuse us from our next few days for the day." Rachel frowns.
"I can't affored to skip out on my classes and neither can you since were both Seniors, do you know how bad this makes me look at Senior Class President?"
She pointed out firmly. "Mr. Figgins aproved of me doing this, I told him that I needed to have a long serious talk with you." Santana said in a serious tone of voice.
Rachel has never seen Santana this way, whatever she needed to talk her about must be really serious.
"Alright I'll get my stuff, you need to eat too and we'll meet in the choir room." Santana nods not saying a word and they both walked into the lunch room, ignoring the confused looks from their friends and walked out together and made their way to choir room.
Santana walked in and took a seat while Rachel closed the door and sat down herself. Santana stares at her lunch and slowly took a bite of it. Rachel took a bite of her own.
"What's going on Santana?" Rach spoke softly while eating.
"My parents moved away sometime this week, left a note with Brittany's parents and I read it this morning before I came here." Rachel just stared at her.
"They said that they are sorry for not supporting me with my sexuality and that they loved me but they can't stay here anymore and moved to California. My parents feel guilty because my mom's college friends are loving and kind and I have to stay with them, they are paying my way for college and whenever I come home, I have to stay with them." Rachel raised an eyebrow, not sure she understands.
"Alright but what does this have to do with me?" Santana glanced at her and sighs.
"This have everything to do with you because my godparents are Hiram and Leroy Berry." Rachel's eyes widen.
"What?" Santana sighs.
"Aparently our parents were friends in college and they wrote if anything ever happened to them or they decided that they weren't the best parents, to go stay with my god parents, trust me I was just as shocked as you were but my left my medical records and birth certificate so if I ever need anything that they would take care of it."
"Is this some joke?" She asked her, not believing this. Her dads never brought up the topic of having a goddaughter. Santana wasn't going to be part of her family.
"No it's not." She hands her the note and Rach read it. Everything was pretty clear that her dads were Santana's godparents.
Rachel shook her head, taking another bite of her salad and chews, trying to wrap her head around the idea of her dads being Santana's godparents.
"Berry I'm not going to ruin your safe place, I'll keep staying with Brittany." Santana tells her.
"No your supposed to stay at my house rather any of us like it or not." Rachel says while taking a sip of her water.
"Trust my I rather stay with Brittany then be stuck in a house of Berrys." San says bitterly.
"There is nothing wrong with my family, god your such a evil bitch, I told you to get your head out your ass but I see that it's still there." Santana frowns looking away.
"Your too busy being a coldhearted bitch to realize that were good people. I will not have you disrespect my fathers or myself in away as long as were alive, the things I do for anybody is a waste of time because all you guys ever do is take me for fucking granted. I regret even offering you a place to stay while your parents kicked you out. I don't like getting angry with people but people like you make it really hard for me to even-" Santana heard loud breathing, she saw Rachel looking pale, holding her chest while breathing hard.
"Oh my god I think your having a panic attack. Rachel drink some water please." Rachel drinks some water, feeling her head hurting.
"Do you want me to call your dads or Shelby?" She shook her head no and took small sips before slipping into darkness in Santana's arms.
Two Hours Later.
Rachel slowly opened her eyes then closed them again, groaning a little. Santana walked over to her and smiled in relief seeing the tiny starlet coming back.
"Hey Rachel are you with me?" She opened her eyes and saw her standing over her.
"What happened to me?" San sighs seeing that she's still a little pale but there was some of her natural color coming back.
"You were having a panic attack then passed out in my arms so I laid you down on the chairs with my cheerios jacket behind your head." She frowns.
"Rachel was that the first time you've ever had a panic attack?" She slowly sat up and San sat down telling her to be careful.
"Yes I have so much stuff on my mind, my President duties, my club duties and missing my boyfriend? I guess it got to me and I cracked." San stares at her.
"Rachel you can't please everybody at this school, nobody expects you to make this school a better place, yes your changing things around but you also need to focus on yourself too. You can't make everybody happy." Rachel stared at her surprised and groans a little holding her head.
"Take it easy, do you want to go home?" She shook her head and lies back down.
"No I want to finish whatever we need to talk about." Santana got up, grabbing Rachel's lunch and sits behind her and gets some of her salad onto the fork and tells her to open and Rachel listens.
"I'm going to make sure you eat while we talk." Rachel figured that.
"What I said to you earlier was wrong and I'm sorry for talking about you and your dads. I have no right to talk about anyone's parents when mine just left. I'm a bitch remember? I lash out at people because I'm scared of being close to others and afraid of getting hurt, my family is well no longer my family anymore and it's because of my sexuality, I don't have anybody anymore accept for Brittany and her parents but it's not the same, I'm lonely in this world and you were the closest thing to a sister I've ever had, Sure I've known Brittany and Quinn for years but it's not the same anymore." Rachel just stared at her.
"Look I'll admit that I was cruel, hurtful and down right wrong for everything I've done to you and to alot of people, I shouldn't have said those things about you in the past and I shouldn't have talked shit about your family or your boyfriend." She feeds her some more, watching Rachel chew her food.
"Rachel you've done so much for me, I want our sort of friendship back. I'm doing it for me because I miss our sort of friendship. I need your forgiveness, I'll join your team if it means it's a step closer to being your friend again." Rachel closed her eyes.
"What's the catch Santana?" Santana shrugs. To her there was no catch.
"There isn't one." She tells her.
"Really? you didn't seem to want our friendship back while you were threatening me this morning? don't do this because of the letter your parents wrote you, I really not sure I really want your friendship, thanks for helping me but your not needed anymore." Rachel sat up slowly and grabbed her lunch from Santana and finishes up on her own.
"That's kind of harsh don't you think Rachel?" Rachel snapped her head towards her.
"Excuse me? you don't get to threaten me, diss my dads, talk shit about me and my boyfriend, think that you own this school and then beg me for my forgiveness Santana and say that I'm being harsh? I did everything to make sure you had a roof over your head so you weren't left homeless and you took me for granted." She looks down.
"I don't deserve the things you did for me but I wanted to say that I'm sorry." Santana said softly.
"Well guess what Santana? that sorry isn't going to change the fact that you made my life a living hell along with the rest of school but you and Quinn made it worse so do me a favor and just stick to staying with your girlfriend since I'm the Yentl, RuPaul, Man Hands, That Thing, Stubbles, Treasure Trail, Rachel what's-her-name, Dwarf, Diane Warren, Midget, Hobbit, Gayberry, Selfish-Self-centered-Lame-ass Wannabe Diva From Hell, Home Girl, TV's Blossom and Troll, should I go on?" She shook her head.
"Rachel please don't hate me,, I'll do whatever." She looked at her.
"You don't give me much choice not to hate you Santana, I'm going to call my dads to come pick me up I don't want to risk having another panic attack."
She got up and put her lunch away since she was no longer hungry and put her backpack on her shoulder.
"Please Rachel don't hate me." She stared at her and walking towards the door and opened it.
"Bye Santana." She said before leaving the room. Santana just sat there, with tears falling down her face.
Find out what happens next.